Post by toyotami on May 28, 2009 10:13:59 GMT -5
Toyotami is drunk, again. Hammered. The Hellplane tilts below his feet as he staggers, falls, rises to fall again. In the gutter he dreams.
The same dream. The same nightmare again and again. The guildsman BioLogIn triumphing again and again. Spilling warlock blood. The mark of Taliesin is near...prophecies may be coming to pass.
From the gutter Toyotami eagerly watches, eyes bloodshot, cup spilled. Who will end the nightmare?
The same dream. The same nightmare again and again. The guildsman BioLogIn triumphing again and again. Spilling warlock blood. The mark of Taliesin is near...prophecies may be coming to pass.
From the gutter Toyotami eagerly watches, eyes bloodshot, cup spilled. Who will end the nightmare?